Poetry and Beauty

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Sunday, July 24, 2005

Listen

I am tired. My body says sit. Too often I ignore it. So I will sit, string beads and relax. Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, July 18, 2005

Such a little thing

It's such a little thing, to visit my brother's mother in law at her assisted living home. But it brings her great joy. Its tells her that she's important. It gives her a little fun in a monotonous life. Old age and illness are cell walls and jail bars. Someday jesus is going to say Thanks for the... Sign in to see full entry.

Something happens when i sleep. my body forgets to breathe. Does it yearn for death? My body is tired. Fighting depression, illness and chronic fatigue. Wouldn't you want a very deep sleep? i don't like to go to bed. i like to stay up all night and be by myself. Writing in a dark room with only a... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, July 7, 2005

Absolutely Moderate

The day is gray. It may burn off. The grass is a deep green from frequent rain. When I'm sweeping floors, I am warm. When I sit down, I feel cool. The cool colors of the day seem cooler than they are. Here early July is like early May, elsewhere. Not hot, not cold, just absolutely moderate Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, July 3, 2005

Walking through rose gardens

laid out perfectly, by many gardeners. Only public places and rich people can afford such luxury. My poor garden suffers from neglect. Only age and time can change it. Sign in to see full entry.

Blues and Red Roses

Wine and sunny afternoons, Hugs and kisses and drunken picnics, Full of wine and lust. Where did all the pleasure go? Walking through the park high on life. Skipping down the sidewalk like a child. Being in love with love and with you. I may be an old man but with you I am young. Your youth and full... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, July 2, 2005

I may be old and fat

but I need loving too. I'm not suffering in silence anymore. I told him on the telephone while he was at work, he agreed and that night was ready. But I was still angry that I had to beg. So nothing happened between us. Last night while asleep, we gave each other that wonderful sexual high, that... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, July 1, 2005

Naked and afraid

I lie, alone on my Queen sized bed. What happened to the quiver of desire, that made his very presence bring joy to my heart. With or without him, I am always alone, with no one to console my empty heart. I crawl undercover and pretend I'm asleep when he finally comes to bed. Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, May 15, 2005

Summer light

is beginning to come to the north. I see pink light shining through the twilight darkness. The air becomes heavy with damp. It is warm instead of cold. Damp instead of furnace dry. Rain floods through the leak above my desk. Their is a constant drip. Soon the rains will dry. The summer warm will... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 29, 2005

The answer who answers

What is that strange alchemy that turns sorrow into joy? What is that strange chemistry that turns hatred into love? I sort through the clothing that she cut up to make doll clothes. I see the t-shirt for National Quizzing at Roberts Wesleyian College. That is where this nightmare began. There her... Sign in to see full entry.

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